Seeing so many influential figures trying to dissuade him, Jiang Shaokun frowned but didn't respond.
It wasn't that he was worried about losing the bet, but rather that these big shots clearly didn't want things to escalate any further.
He dared not refuse to give them face.
As long as Ouyang Gang backs down, he won't pursue the matter any further.
"Everyone, there's no need to persuade him anymore. Unless he apologizes publicly and never slanders Traditional Chinese Medicine again, I'm not done with him."
Ouyang Gang was adamant and ignored everyone's advice.
Someone said to him, the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, that traditional Chinese medicine is feudal superstition. This is an utter disgrace!
If he can tolerate this, how will he have the face to use traditional Chinese medicine to treat and save people in the future?
"Hehe, I'm just stating the facts. An apology is out of the question."
Jiang Shaokun returned from abroad after obtaining his doctoral degree.
He quickly became a leading figure in cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, and was highly sought after and respected.
He's also a proud and arrogant person, otherwise he wouldn't have said those kinds of things.
Seeing that Ouyang Gang still didn't know what was good for him, he became extremely angry.
"How about I make a bet with Dr. Jiang?"
Chu Mo, who had been observing coldly, suddenly interjected calmly:
"I guarantee that General Yang will wake up within half an hour and be able to get out of bed and walk a day later."
"He did it! Dr. Jiang did as I said and posted an apology video online to all TCM practitioners!"
"If you can't do that, I'll personally compensate you with 30 million. Do you dare?"
Thirty million is not a small amount.
Even for someone of Jiang Shaokun's status, earning this money wouldn't be easy.
After all, not everyone is like Chu Mo, who can casually ask for a hundred million.
But what Chu Mo said shocked everyone even more than the bet.
Wake up in half an hour, get out of bed a day later?
This is simply a fantasy!
In their minds, it would be a tremendous miracle if this medicinal wine could eventually revive General Yang.
As for walking the field, I don't even dare to think about it.
But he dares to say it can be done in a day?
This is absolutely insane!
"Okay, I accept your bet."
Jiang Shaokun was overjoyed inside, but put on a face full of anger.
It was as if he accepted the bet simply because he was angered by Chu Mo.
Seeing that things had come to this point, no one tried to persuade them any further. Thirty million was better than making Ouyang Gang give up practicing medicine altogether.
With mixed feelings, everyone entered the ward again.
They wanted to see if Chu Mo was just bragging or not!
At this point, even Madam Yang, who had initially harbored some expectations, gave up her illusions.
Perhaps, this is the old man's fate!
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